If kids keep throwing balls in our back yard, can we keep the ball?
Well, if you haven't already approached the parents, I would explain the situation to their parents first. Tell them you do not appreciate their children repeatedly throwing their toys in your yard and bothering you at all hours of the day asking for you to retrieve their toys; nor do you appreciate their children wandering through your backyard without your permission. I wouldn't say anything to the children yourself, or else they may run and tell their parents that you were mean and yelled at them or something (they sound like brats). Also, as someone else suggested, put a lock on your fence so that if they do throw their toys your fence they can't get to them. If their parents still don't listen and the toy throwing and trespassing continues, keep the balls or throw them away. If you are confronted by the parents, tell them that you tried to deal with appropriately and in a friendly manner, but they continued to disrespect you and your property and that they will not be getting their toys back. You COULD also send the parents a certified letter saying that you're going to keep their toys if they keep throwing them in the yard, etc. IF it gets to that point. However, that's a little extreme and should really only be done if you think the parents would go through the hassel of getting the police involved. They're in the wrong, not you! Good luck!
How does an adult deal with someone else's children who continue to kick their football into one's property?
I am not old enough to answer this question, however I would like to share a story with you.Eating from your lunch box when the teacher is teaching, isn't acceptable by most of the teachers in our schools. Sometimes however they would be kind enough considering you are a kid. One such lecture in my school was going on and this one guy happened to be eating secretly from his lunch box. Our language teacher catches him and now he is in serious trouble. So now our teacher, she goes and gets his lunch box and distributes it in the class, thus emptying up the food.Come lunch break and the guy has nothing to eat. He got his punishment.What our madam does next is really an act of generosity. She calls the kid in the lunch break to the canteen and buys all sort of things he wanted to eat.Now she also punished him making him realize his mistake, yet she was kind enough to not let him stay hungry.So I would suggest you to come up with something that makes the kids realise that they are doing something wrong, without being too harsh or something on them. They will learn some valuable lessons.
Why do we need to have a spiritual life or religion?
Well, I would first point out that humans do not actually ‘need’ religion, as is evidenced by the billions of people that live just as well (if not better) without religion, as those who practice it.But the primary reason for religion’s arrival on the human scene is, fundamentally, to ease the discomfort of our instinctual fear of the unknown, which is dominated by our fear of death. This is why there are roughly as many religions as there are languages. Our species acquired the need for both relatively early in its conscious development, necessitating that each isolated community create its own solutions. The inevitable result being, each tribe developed its own language, so it could communicate, and imagined its own scenario in which life somehow continued, to ease the discomfort of realizing their own mortality.This is why it’s not just a coincidence that each isolated community arrived at some kind of God as the answer to their unknowns. Only recently have we begun to understand the chemistry and physics behind how things come to exist and occur naturally. Thousands of years ago the only conceivable method was through a purposeful act, making it not just natural but inevitable that each group would imagine some type of much wiser mythical being as having created the things they didn’t understand.
What was that one memorable game that you played as a child growing up?
Well, first off, Snakes. Yes, that famous game we all had on our Nokia brick phone (or at least those who were born in that period to experience that). It was not only my first phone, but that game was something I played for hours each day without a pause. I just loved it.Then, the famous Hercules game I played on my PS. I think I still have that junk somewhere in my basement. Basically, the game that marked probably the very beginning of my childhood - as it is the case with Snakes, I would play it for hours and I played it multiple times and never had enough of it. Makes me really nostalgic.Crash Bandicoot games - I don’t actually remember how many of them I played, but I know that Crash Bandicoot, Crash Bandicoot: Cortex Strikes Again and Crash of the Titans are my favourite even today. Crash of the Titans is something I still have and I used to play it on my Wii (again, multiple times).Crash of the TitansAnd let’s not forget - I hate this stupid prick who took me 3 hours to defeat!Lara Croft: LegendEven though I have Legend for PC (as well as Anniversary and Underworld), the first time I actually played it was on my PS. This was and still is my favourite game and probably my favourite part in the Lara Croft franchise. I played it so much that I literally know all the tricks, so I usually go through the game quite easily. But, I remember how much I struggled with it in the beginning until I practiced enough.And, of course, I can’t forget the famous Crash Team Racing game for PlayStation.All I know about this game is that it caused me to rage every single time I played it.
What was the most magical place of your childhood?
There was a massive waterpark called Wet & Wild. Going there was the most exciting thing in the world.Walking through the gates with friends, there was a seemingly endless landscape of strange waterslides and waterfalls, small, long, wide, blue, green, orange.One slide, called The Black Hole, was a giant saucer at the far end of the park. It towered over the rest of the park.You had to walk up these circular staircases, your legs would burn as you weaved your way upwards.With each step, you could see more and more of the landscape around you.Eventually, the mundane human staircase conjoined to a black starship at the top.You walked through the doors, the sound of wind was replaced by humming sound of jetting water.You could hear the faint screams of people as they surged down the weaving tunnels.Inside there were two giant tubs on either side of the spaceship. Water jetted into these tubs. A lifeguard stood waiting at each one.You would sit in this tub. And wait. The lifeguard would watch a screen. Then, look at you, give you a thumbs up.You would cross your arms and legs. Inch to the edge of the 1.5 meter wide, perfectly circular opening. The tub you sat in, overflowed and pushed water into the opening in front of you.Inching forward, you'd get to the edge where the dropoff began, lay on your back, face up, inch forward more.And more.And then, boom, you were off. Into the darkness.There was zero visibility, you'd quickly pick up speed. A thin stream of water lubricated your back.With no predictability due to the darkness, you would cut right/left inside of this tunnel, accelerating faster and faster through it.Instinctually, you lift your head, looking down in front of you, to see when it turned next, but only darkness greeted your eyes.There was a swoosh sound as you cut each turn.Swoosh...Swoosh..Swoooooooosh...Swoosh. Swoosh. Swoosh.And then one final steep drop, you dropped into the darkness.And out into the light into the pool. Free.The feelings of terror were replaced by those of joy.It was the undiluted glee of childhood in full force.
6 Year Old Daughter - Antisocial?
I have a six year old daughter (only child) Her father passed away when she was 14 months old and I remarried about 2 years ago. She gets along great with my new husband and he is a teacher who during the summer works at a summer camp, and she goes with him to camp. Lately, she has been very antisocial at the camp and he has called me several times and put her on the phone while she is crying. She says no one is mean to her, she does have kids there that she plays with / interacts with but for some reason she does not want to go outside to play kickball. She throws a fit, cries so hard she literally throws up. Over kickball?!?!?! Today he called to tell me while everyone went outside to play, she chose to stay inside and lay down on a mat. She seems to play fine at home with the neighborhood kids, and i've asked her several times if she wants me to switch her camp so she can go to the one she went to last year, and she doesn't want to, so i dont know what is wrong.
Why were kids so SKINNY in the 80s and earlier?? Were they starved?
No, they weren't starved. They played outside. They rode bikes around the neighborhood. They rolled around in the dirt and got dirty, which is also why kids weren't as sickly as they are these days, too. (there is a such a thing as too clean being harmful to your children's immune systems). It didn't matter as much what they ate since they burned it off with plenty of activity. That's exactly why these new rules in schools about what children are allowed and not allowed to eat or drink, or even pack in their lunchboxes, irritate the crap out of me. We need less rules and more encouragement to exercise instead. Bring recess and dodge ball back. And parents need to stop relying on the electronic babysitters (tv's, games, computers, ect) to raise their children and be parents.